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Put Maggie Thatcher on the dole
Strip her now of her role
cold
In the doledrums
On the dole
In the doledrums
On the dole
Counting down lonely hours
Drinking lots and taking showers
I no longer dream about
'Cause I can level
I can miss a low loaded
And I know it like a hunter sang bow said
'Cause I can low like a hundred well dole and
Till my below
Iag Bari, Iag Bari
Tu de mange me mo gi
Tu mudar me dui iaga
Ri co tuce incarman

Te maraman lasa
To dole ogesa
Te gule ustesa
Aptar me mo gi
Sick of being on the Dole
Society hates me, leave me alone
Sick of being on the Dole
No pub will give me alcohol

Look at me when I'm robbing you
Got no
From the ice-age to the dole-age
There is but one concern
And I have just discover
Some girls are bigger than others
Some girls are bigger than
fear and pain
And a lot of folks fear the dole
Work'll scramble your mind
It'll scramble your brain
But also will the dole

Well everyone has fear
building work."

He said "I've seen it before, another broken heart,
From love on the dole, love on the dole,
It's love on the dole, love on the dole
it shouldn't be done
But life on the dole ain't no fun
Shouldn't have been done
You're an informer

You didn't have to name him to the law
Just trying
for you
Escape to that dole queue
The universe has a use for you

The universe has a use for you
Escape beyond that dole queue
The universe has a use
life on the dole ain't no fun
SHOULDN'T HAVE BEEN DONE
YOU'RE AN INFORMER
You didn't have to name him to the law
Just trying to stop from being poor
Monday morning you've got to sign on Down the dole the queue is long Just like zombies you wait your turn The more you declare the less you get
BUT
like rubber cement
FX Channel keeps me entertained

I'm on the dole, out of control
I wonder if they're on to me
And I'm in the hole, but I'm on the dole
dole
Kill my children, steal my home
I'm the one
I'm the one
Rain or storm, spit on love
To the exile, spit on love
Mother bore me, in a nightmare
All wrapped up in your cozy world
Watch TV out in the cold
Switch the channel, stop and stare
About the dole, you don't care
Think you're secure
Can't pay tax
Won't pay tax
No poll tax
-'cause we're all skint
-We're on the dole
-'cause they don't care
-The future is grim
It's pretty simple,
drinks
Stretch clubs models box draw skin black shocks
Money spines paper lung kidney bingos organ fun
Flag stunt rock stone dole axe crash dive
You file me with the libertines

I fold in line
My monthly dole of magazines
Beaming bistro shine

In my ladle is your plum
And my daily
Unemployment life on the dole
No work for me no work at all
City and slums and poverty too
Hanging about with nothing to do
Go on back now nobody
how we get around
Saturday comes and I get my dole cheque
I'm straight downtown I'm getting wrecked
I bought 5 LP's I'm totally skint
My mum's gotta go
On the scene  on the dole  in your eyes  in your soul  
The young men 
You are the ones  are the scene  are the sons  are the young men 
Young men  here we
Dole's useless arm
There are no fires burning brightly
What's even worse, there's no alarm

I met this lady in San Francisco
She was dying at my feet
From the ice-age to the dole-age 
There is but one concern 
I have just discovered :

Some girls are bigger than others 
Some girls are bigger
got nowhere to work 
Nothing to drink 
We just lost our shirts 
I'm on the dole 
We ain't for hire 
Say what the hell 
Say what the hell, hang
In 1977 I hope I go to heaven
Cause I been too long on the dole
And I can't work at all

Danger stranger
You better paint your face
No Elvis,

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